Chapter 355: Chapter 344: Did Su Manhan Discover That Qiao Jing Is Pregnant?
After peace was restored at home, Zhan Qipei poured a glass of hot water for Qiao Jing.
“Rest well, I’m going to cook.”
Zhan Qipei had just brought the dishes out from the kitchen when the doorbell rang.
Qiao Jing stood up, intending to open the door, but the man was one step ahead of her and reached the doorway.
“Just sit on the sofa.”
After opening the door, Su Manhan and Zhan Nanqing walked straight in, not even glancing at the apron Zhan Qipei was wearing.
They were used to it by now, and Su Manhan even felt that cooking should be her son’s responsibility.
Although Qiao Jing’s cooking was delicious, what if it exhausted her?
Carrying a thermal pot in her hand, Su Manhan set it on the table, then walked over to Qiao Jing sitting on the sofa with a worried look on her face.
“Qiao Jing, why did you faint suddenly yesterday? How are you feeling now?”
Before Qiao Jing could answer, Su Manhan’s peripheral vision caught sight of the bandaged ankle, and her eyes widened with concern and urgency.
“Eh? What happened to your foot?”
Zhan Nanqing clicked her tongue, not seeing her mother ever so concerned about her, her own daughter.
Qiao Jing’s movements were somewhat stiff as she retracted her foot and spoke up.
“It’s nothing, just a sprained ankle.”
She was still not used to Su Manhan’s sudden change and felt somewhat awkward facing her.
Su Manhan frowned deeply and stared at Qiao Jing’s foot for a while.
“Today I made chicken soup to nourish your body. I didn’t expect you to sprain your ankle. I’ll make pig trotter soup for you to drink tomorrow.”
Zhan Nanqing spoke up somewhat speechlessly.
“Mom, you think drinking whatever soup will help that specific part of the body? I think it would be better to buy some medicine to apply to Qiao Jing’s ankle.”
Su Manhan turned and glared at Zhan Nanqing, muttering.
“What do you know? Medicines have side effects. Drinking soup is always better for a gentle nourishment than taking medicines.”
Upon hearing this, Zhan Nanqing belatedly remembered Qiao Jing’s pregnancy.
Drinking soup is better than taking medicines, after all.
Qiao Jing still wasn’t used to Su Manhan’s sudden turnaround.
“There’s no need to trouble yourself.”
She didn’t want to accept Su Manhan’s kindness for no reason, especially since in a few days, she wouldn’t be her daughter-in-law anymore; there was no need for her to be so nice.
Pretending to be angry, Su Manhan glared at Qiao Jing and spoke discontentedly.
“How could making soup for you be trouble? You need to drink more to nourish your body.”
With that, she turned her gaze to Zhan Qipei.
“Qipei, how have you been protecting Qiao Jing all this time? Also, from today onwards, you’ll do all the cooking at home; don’t let Qiao Jing do any household chores.”
Zhan Qipei pursed his lips and his deep voice resonated.
He didn’t need his mother to tell him; he had already planned to take over all the household duties and to learn how to care for the child later on. In short, he wouldn’t let his wife get tired.
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“Come, let me help you to the dining table. It’s just about mealtime, right? You can drink the chicken soup I made as well.”
Qiao Jing wanted to refuse Su Manhan, but she couldn’t fend off her enthusiasm and allowed herself to be helped over.
Only a few steps in, Su Manhan’s peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of Qiao Jing’s stomach. She wasn’t seeing things, was she?
Qiao Jing’s stomach seemed a bit larger, didn’t it?
After helping Qiao Jing to her seat, Su Manhan pulled Zhan Nanqing aside, then turned back to speak to the two by the dining table.
“You guys go ahead and eat, I just remembered something, I need to tell Nanqing.”
Zhan Nanqing followed Su Manhan to the living room, completely confused. What did her mom need to tell her?
Su Manhan sneaked a peek at Qiao Jing sitting at the dining table and lowered her voice.
“Have you noticed that Qiao Jing’s belly seems a bit large?”
Zhan Nanqing’s heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened slightly.
Why was her mom asking such a question all of a sudden? Could it be that she had discovered something?
But the fact that Qiao Jing was pregnant was something she had promised not to disclose to others; she had to keep it from her mom.
Zhan Nanqing’s gaze flickered. She was a bit panicked but feigned calm as she replied.
After hearing Zhan Nanqing’s denial, Su Manhan furrowed her brows and looked at her with a suspicious gaze.
“Really? Then why do I feel like her belly is a bit bigger than when she first came in?”
Zhan Nanqing’s eyes drifted, but she immediately thought of an excuse.
“Maybe she’s just put on weight recently.”
Su Manhan was still somewhat doubtful, but what Zhan Nanqing said wasn’t without reason.
Zhan Nanqing, afraid that Su Manhan wouldn’t believe her, nodded vigorously.
“Of course, look at how you’ve been cooking for Qiao Jing lately, and bringing her fruit and soup, you’ve definitely fattened her up.”
Su Manhan thought about it carefully, and it did make sense.
Maybe she was just too eager for a grandson that she started to imagine Qiao Jing was pregnant, but she indeed longed for a grandson.
“Alright then, let’s go back and eat.”
After the two of them sat down again, Su Manhan noticed that Qiao Jing and the others hadn’t started eating yet, they were waiting for them.
Su Manhan exclaimed and stood up to open the thermos for Qiao Jing, her tone containing a hint of chiding.
“Didn’t I tell you guys to start eating? Even if Qipei won’t eat, you should have.”
As she spoke, a steaming bowl of chicken soup appeared in front of Qiao Jing.
Qiao Jing was still somewhat uncomfortable, but politely said thanks.
Hearing Su Manhan’s words, Zhan Qipei strongly agreed in his heart.
He could skip a meal, but his wife couldn’t. He had tried to persuade her earlier, but his wife insisted on waiting for everyone else before eating.
During the meal, Qiao Jing could feel Su Manhan’s gaze frequently shifting onto her, but she didn’t ask any questions.
She just pretended not to notice and continued eating.
Su Manhan’s gaze wandered back and forth between Qiao Jing and Zhan Qipei and finally, she couldn’t hold back and started to beat around the bush.
“Qiao Jing, and Qipei, do you remember Mrs. Wang that I mentioned to you two last time?”
Qiao Jing recalled the events of that dinner and her face showed a hint of puzzlement as she nodded slightly.
Zhan Qipei also responded with a “hmm”, waiting for Su Manhan to continue.
Su Manhan saw that both of them remembered and spoke with deep sincerity.
“She sent me a photo of her grandson yesterday, so adorable. Your grandpa, well, he also wants a great-grandson, and of course, I want a grandson too. When can you let us hold one?”
Hearing Su Manhan’s words, Zhan Nanqing secretly rolled her eyes and muttered to herself.
Just the other day at the dining table, her mom wanted her brother and Lou Xinrou to have a child, and today it was her brother and Qiao Jing’s turn.
Her mom’s face changed faster than flipping a book, one moment this, the next moment that.
This time, Zhan Qipei’s gaze openly settled on Qiao Jing’s belly.